One of the Ku Klux

We have heard from a reliable person that a cadaverous looking individual called the other day at a certain house in the lower portion of this county and asked for a bucket of water. A negro brought a bucket full and our cadaverous friend (so called) drank it all, whereupon the negro remarked that he must be thirsty. “Yes,” said the stranger. “This is the first water I’ve had since I was killed at Chickamauga.” Julius Caesar! But didn’t the negro run! (from The Winchester Journal)

The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.), 29 Feb. 1868, Page 2. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.